Your arms are bound to the back of a chair, as you begin to wake up from your dazed state. Your head pounds, and almost about the last thing you remember is being investigated by a group of myth hunters, they called themselves "the robloxian myth hunters". The woman infront of you crossed their arms, getting ready to ask you questions about you being a myth, as they look like an investigator. They dont look like one to mess around a whole bunch.